Well it's the end of my first week in Dublin.
and I haven't died yet and I haven't gotten sick of the rain.
Actually we figured it works like this. When it rains over night, the morning is going to be Sunny and then Rainy in the afternoon. If it rains in the Morning, the Afternoon will be Sunny. So half a day of sun isn't that bad. Ireland is gaining 6 minutes of sunlight every day so it should be light out until 10 or so when April comes.
We got here an hour early, we must have had some wicked tail winds or something because the flight went by pretty fast. Probably because we played multiplayer in flight trivia the entire time. There was this guy named Ken and he literally got every question right except for one. Even the one about which country Shakira was born in. We got in at 5 am to the Dublin airport, hopped a bus to town and followed our fearless leader sarah to the IPA. Where we waited in the coffee area for ever for Michael Mulreany to get there. So we munched on biscuits and tea until the sun came up. At 8:40 am...depressing.
We finally got in a taxi provided by the IPA to our respective home stays. I looked at the paper and I was super surprised and excited to see that sarah and I were going to be living in Dalkey. Dalkey is where Bullock Harbor and Bullock Castle is and everyone in my family has been, I think except for me. So we get there and the lady we are staying with comes out. Adriene O'shea. Her grandchildren and sons and daughters had all stayed the night before because they didn't want to drive home to Cork all the way from Dublin. So. We are greeted with tiny feets and sticky hands. and loud loud noises. We don't have our rooms to go to or our beds made because they had slept in them last night, so Mrs. O'shea strongly suggests we go for a walk. We eat a tiny breakfast/lunch/dinner and go for a walk around Tiny Dalkey.
We are on a mission to find Bullock Harbor, but we find Colimore Harbor in stead, we see a lot of dog poop on the side walks, tons of friendly people, and lots of blue sky and sunshine. At this point we had been up for 36 hours. We were doing realtively well considering we were probably certifiable at this point. Took some pictures, Ventured to the other side of Dalkey and then decided it was time for a nap. a long long nap. But no, we had accidentally been placed in Mrs. O'shea's Reformatory Academy for Debilitating Dreadful American Girls. We were to stay up without napping forever. OR until I fell asleep on the chair in the living room while watching super American TV with Dylan their grandson.
Second day we had School in the morning to begin introducing us to Dublin, The IPA and our classes. Everything for our classes is awesome, History, Literature (well not so much), Politics and Society. All Irish style. all our teachers are super funny with the except of our Lit teacher because he is a lit teacher and really how much fun can a Lit professor be. The IPA is a school of government equivalent to the Kennedy School and has 1,300 students ranging from undergrad to Doctorate students. It has a seat in the treasury in the Irish Executive wing and many High Ranking Officials often come to the IPA to get a higher degree. It's apart of the National University of Ireland. So there, we had finally figured out we were not going to a community college in Ireland. haha. We are being introduced to the Irish history and Politics which is in no way biased...right.
We've walked around quite a bit and taken a few picture here and there, I'll link my picture site now.....with a few pictures. http://picasaweb.google.com/home?tab=mq
ok that's all for now, have to go meet everyone at finnegans in Tiny Dalkey!
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